SIENNA POV

He positioned himself at the entrance and pushed in gently. A hum slipped from my lips as I gripped the bed sheet tightly. He moved deeper, and a sharp pain ripped through me. My chest tightened as tears slid down the corners of my eyes, and a groan of pain escaped from deep within.

“Sienna, should I stop?” he asked, his voice thick, his face clouded with concern.

I shook my head immediately, refusing. No, he shouldn’t stop now. We had already started this. There was no point ...